World War II Atlantic Ocean Operations
Following shakedown training out of Bermuda, the new destroyer escort sailed to Boston, Massachusetts, for the installation of new electronic equipment. She departed 29 September for Norfolk, Virginia, to join her escort division and after a battle problem off the Virginia Capes escorted a convoy back into Hampton Roads.
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